My neighbor's ONE-YEAR-OLD, on the other hand, did get to play in it and one of the first things I heard when I got up Saturday morning was neighbordad telling neighbormom "Dude, she's pulling ME!" which put me into a gigglefit. Assumed it was the four-year-old. But no. The one-year-old. Was pulling. Her very tall dad. To the front door. To play in the snow.

It's colder than a polar bear's butt. -8 degrees out (make that about -23 in silly). Bundle up-------------add a second flannel to the flannel-hoodie combo. Wear gloves inside your mittens (don't try to do it the other way around). Grit your teeth and put on a scarf if you'd prefer that to death for some weird reason.